Chapter Twelve: Carnage

  "Boom, boom, boom" the sound of war drums rose up, a series of killing shouts came from outside the city wall of Humen, and after a moment, the earth shook.

  "It's started, it's started." A look of excitement appeared on Han Zixu's face, the veins on his arm bulged out, and even the hand holding the great sword tightened its grip.

  Frenzied, this is the only feeling that can represent Leng Xiang's current mood. In his previous life, he had heard of the phrase "thousands of troops and horses", but he had never experienced it personally. However, the scene unfolding before him now, with its thousands of troops and horses, would evoke this feeling in anyone.

  "The general has given the order, the vanguard is preparing for the first battle." A soldier holding what looked like an ancient token in his hand ran towards Leng Xiao Yao and his horse.

  "The final order is respected." Wang Shu took over the token from the messenger soldier and shouted loudly: "Vanguard camp, prepare!"

  "Brush brush brush!" A neat and tidy footstep, in an instant, the soldiers of each team lined up outside the city wall under the leadership of their respective captains.

  As soon as he saw the dense enemy troops on the opposite side, even though he was used to seeing big scenes in his previous life, his heart couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He asked in a low voice, "Brother Xing, isn't our general afraid of being surrounded by the enemy?"

  "No way, this is the rule of the entire Maya continent, no one dares to break it, otherwise all other forces will gang up and attack, don't say anything else, we'll start fighting soon." Xingzi whispered back.

  The Beast Nation's cavalry also marched out a team of about 10,000 people, led by a tiger warrior with a majestic and powerful physique, whose strong muscles seemed to be bursting.

  "Wang Shu, this time I will definitely make you die without a place to be buried." The tiger man said with a split lip smile.

  The king tree standing in the front row smiled and responded, "Hey, hey, that guy over there." King Tree said this, and deliberately turned his head to ask several team leaders beside him loudly: "What's his name? I forgot, do you guys remember?"

  Zheng Xiaohu and the others were all old hands in the army, how could they not know what their captain meant? One by one, they cooperated and responded: "Captain, that's not a human, it's an orc. You didn't drink too much wine last night, did you?"

  "Indeed! Looks like you're getting senile before old age, sigh!" Wang Shu heard his subordinate's words and intentionally shook his head sarcastically.

  "I want you dead." The Tiger Man, although a half-beastman, still possessed human intelligence. Upon hearing the ridicule from Wang Shu and others, he suddenly became enraged, drew out his massive sword at his waist and loudly shouted: "Charge!"

  "Kill!" Wang Shu drew his own massive sword as he gave the order, and with a leap into the air, he charged towards the Tiger Clan leader. The two blades clashed in mid-air, and the war began with the clash of these two commanders' swords.

  At the moment when Wang Shu's order came, he also drew out the long sword on his body and roared at a roommate in a tent next to him: "Don't disperse, take me as the center, follow me up."

  "Kill!" Gao Yitian and others seemed to want to vent their excitement through this angry roar.

  Two armies of thousands clashed like a tide, waves of colorful fighting spirit colliding in the air, flashes of white light, splashes of fresh blood, the cruelty of the battlefield was fully revealed at this moment.

  Leng Xiangyao was the only outstanding highlight of this team of ten self-taught individuals, as he didn't wear armor and his weapon wasn't a long sword left behind by the military, but rather a small one-foot-long sword.

  “Ka Chong” a beastman's weapon was cut off by Cold Skye's sword, and with the inertia, it sliced through the enemy in front of him from neck to abdomen, causing a burst of fresh blood to spurt out, dyeing Cold Skye's entire body red. However, Cold Skye seemed completely unbothered, continuing to wield his small sword to kill the enemies rushing towards him from all sides.

  At the moment of the beast's death, a gray energy flew out from the beast's body and directly into Leng Xiao Yao's forehead. As he was in the midst of killing his enemies, Leng Xiao Yao felt a small stream of warmth flowing through his own body, giving him an indescribable feeling of pleasure all over.

  "Kill." Leng Xiangyang let out a loud cry, bringing the killing technique of his past life to its peak. Wherever he passed, no beast or person was an enemy that could withstand even one move.

  "Xiaoyao, you little devil, don't leave the team!" Han Zixu saw Leng Xiaoyao seemingly possessed by a demon, leaving his own ten-man squad and charging alone into the enemy ranks, and couldn't help but shout.

  He saw Xue Lian's self-study, and when he saw the cold and carefree figure ignoring his own reminder, his face changed slightly. He casually knocked down a beastman soldier who was sneaking up on him, then gritted his teeth and roared at the people beside him, "Follow me, we're going to support Xue Lian!"

  "Yes, captain." Gao Yitian and the others naturally gathered around Xing Zixuan after hearing their captain's command. The eight of them charged towards Leng Xiao Yao's direction, unknowingly drifting away from the central battlefield to the outer periphery.

  Zheng Xiaohu, who was killing enemies from a distance, was always observing the situation on the battlefield. The movements of this small team naturally fell into his eyes, and at this moment, he saw that Xing Zixue's ten-man team had deviated from the battlefield, and he couldn't help but curse: "Damn it, Xing Zixue and those madmen."

  "Slaughter, pleasure." At this moment, Leng Xiao's mind only had the idea of killing, and the fighting skills he had learned in his previous life were now at his fingertips. Every time he swung his sword, it was aimed at the enemy's weakest point. The beastman soldiers surrounding Leng Xiao were also intimidated by his way of killing.

  "Awesome!" Leng Xiangyao's nerves were excited at this moment, and unknowingly, the battle had already lasted for half an hour. Leng Xiangyao's killing technique also caught the attention of the high-ranking beastmen.

  "Leopard, go stop that little guy." The tiger-man commander, with bloodstains on his body, ordered a man with a red sword aura beside him.

  "Yes, General." The man called to the leopard abandoned his opponent in front of him and swiftly unfolded his figure towards Leng Xiang's position, bringing with him a red sword light.

  "Danger." In the midst of slaughter, Leng Xiao suddenly felt a dangerous aura approaching him. In an instant, Leng Xiao swung his sword to block the beastman soldier's weapon and dodged behind the soldier with a flash of movement.

  Bang! With a loud noise, Leng Xiao Yao saw the beastman soldier in front of him suddenly suffer a massive impact, his entire body splitting into four or five pieces, spewing out a bloody rain.

  "Boom!" The ground shook, and a giant beastman about 2.5 meters tall appeared in front of Leng Xiangyang, holding a gigantic sword about 1.5 meters long.

  "Expert." Leng Xiao felt a sense of danger from the beastman in front of him, and he quietly guarded himself with his sword at the ready, not making the first move.

  The leopard saw Leng Xiao Yao's weak and small body, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, because he couldn't feel any fighting spirit on Leng Xiao Yao's body. Could it be that this kid just relied on his physical strength to kill people? How is that possible? To know that compared to physical strength, the beastman soldiers wouldn't belong to any human category, unless they encountered a dragon clan member.

  "Fall back, you're no match for this person. Let me handle it." Xing Zixuan's nine-man team had somehow managed to sneak up behind Leng Xiao, and now he was standing in front of him, speaking softly because from the fierce leopard's previous move, he could tell that the opponent was a mid-level swordsman.

  "Alright, big brother, thank you for your kindness, but I'll handle my own affairs. You all continue to fight the enemy." Leng XiaoYao rejected Xing ZiXue's kind intentions, coldly gazing at the fierce leopard in front of him, his face revealing a look of eager anticipation, seemingly a gaze yearning for battle.

  Xing Zixue heard Leng Xiao's refusal and slightly furrowed his brow, saying in a low voice: "Xiao, don't be stubborn. This beastman is a mid-level swordsman, you're not his match. Wait for me to tie him up, then you guys quickly retreat to the main troops, it'll be safe there, listen to me."

  Leng Xiao Yao couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude when he heard Han Qian Xue's words. At this moment, Han Qian Xue was still thinking about his teammates, no wonder the team respected him so much as their captain, with his character, he was absolutely deserving of the position.

  "Are you done with the nonsense? If so, let me send you all off together."

  "Be careful." He pushed aside the cold breeze beside him with one hand and raised his giant sword to meet the leopard's fierce attack in mid-air.

  "Clang!" The two massive swords collided, producing a screeching grinding sound. Lin Xue's hands grasped the sword tightly, but his knees buckled under the force of Meng Bao's attack, and he fell to the ground on one knee. Several small cracks appeared on the tiger-shaped hilt, and blood began to seep out immediately.

  "Captain." Gao Yitian and the others who saw Xing Zile's self-study scene were shocked, and they all rushed to where Xing Zile was.

  Ignoring his own injuries, he shouted to his comrades around him: "You guys go ahead, I'll cover the rear."

  "Cut off? Haha, take care of your own life first!" The leopard looked down at Xing Zixuan from a high position, and the next moment, his giant sword swung again, slashing towards Xing Zixuan below, creating a sonic boom that shook the air.

  "Daydream." A loud shout rang out, and Leng Xiang's small sword flashed towards the leopard's chest and abdomen.

  "Huh?" The leopard saw the two swords attacking Cold Skye, and a look of surprise flashed across his face. The giant sword that was attacking actually changed direction in mid-air, swinging towards Cold Skye instead.

  With a "clang", the giant sword of the fierce leopard was cut off by Cold Blood's small and exquisite sword, producing a clear metallic sound.

  "What a huge power!" Even so, Leng Xiao Yao was knocked flying out by the fierce sword energy contained in Meng Hu's sword.

  "Free and easy." At this moment, Xue Feng also swiftly got up from the ground, swung his sword at the fierce leopard in front of him, and forced it to retreat. Then he rushed towards Leng Xiao Yao who was falling to the ground.

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